Day 2

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I have woken up, the phone has been charged, that means he has entered, I stand up terrified hoping he wasn't there, there was no one on the other side of the window. The window reeks of a rotten smell, oh gosh I don't want to look, I'm scared. There's blood dripping from the bath, I'm going to look, it's a women... she reeks of vinegar. Has he been eating his victims? Am I next,is this real. I open the door and run to the bedroom, I feel like I made a big mistake. When I close a door it locks it for a day, I'm starving. My feelings are right, there lying in the corner the corpse of a man with the same stench of vinegar. I have to go I'm getting a call but it's a weird number it's short and  like a number code. The phone call ended before I could answer even if I had answered it I guess it wouldn't be the police. A new app appeared on my phone, he's watching me...

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